Yeats

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Cartier Racing Award - Top Stayer
2011 Fame and Glory (IRE) 2010 Rite of Passage (GB) 2009 Yeats (IRE) 2008 Yeats (IRE) 2007 Yeats (IRE) 2006 Yeats (IRE) 2005 Westerner (GB) 2004 Westerner (GB) 2003 Persian Punch (IRE ...
Sidney Kilner Levett-Yeats - Later Life
... Unlike Kipling, who stayed with the characters and literary topography he mined in India, Levett-Yeats was driven by temperament or the demands of readers and the marketplace to stray further afield ... Unlike Kipling, Levett-Yeats seemed more interested in rewards of the pocketbook rather than paeans from the critics, and by that measure, at least, he seems to have been a ... In his retelling of medieval legends that echoed King Arthur, Levett-Yeats provided a window into the British colonial mind at the end of the nineteenth century ...
Sidney Kilner Levett-Yeats - Critique
... The Honour of Savelli even made Levett-Yeats' friend from Lahore's Punjab Club, Rudyard Kipling, sit up and take notice ... When I knew him in the Punjab Club in the old days," Kipling wrote to a friend about Levett-Yeats, "he was full of notions about a mutiny tale and he may have something ... Yeats is far below Mr ...
Lake Isle Of Innisfree
... Yeats The "Lake Isle of Innisfree" is a poem written by William Butler Yeats in 1888 ... One of Yeats's earlier poems, "The Lake Isle of Innisfree" was an attempt to create a form of poetry that was Irish in origin rather than one that adhered to the standards ...
A Vision
... astrological, and poetic topics by the Irish poet William Butler Yeats ... Yeats wrote these works while experimenting with automatic writing with his wife George, and they were an exploration of his interest in occult astrology ... Yeats published a second edition with alterations in 1937 ...

Famous quotes containing the word yeats:

    I thought it out this very day,
    Noon upon the clock,
    A man may put pretence away
    Who leans upon a stick,
    May sing, and sing until he drop,
    Whether to maid or hag....
    —William Butler Yeats (1865–1939)

    I had a thought for no one’s but your ears:
    That you were beautiful, and that I strove
    To love you in the old high way of love;
    That it had all seemed happy, and yet we’d grown
    As weary-hearted as that hollow moon.
    —William Butler Yeats (1865–1939)

    For even daughters of the swan can share
    Something of every paddler’s heritage—
    —William Butler Yeats (1865–1939)